The Servant of the Magic Marks of Transmigration

Pound woke up from the darkness because of the moist feeling on his lips.

The chapped and painful lips and bitter tongue reminded Pound that he seemed to have not drank water for a long time.

Floating in the oppressive and sluggish darkness, Pound felt that he was bound by something, unable to move as he wanted, even if he just opened his mouth, Pound frowned hard.But that cool and moist liquid was really a huge temptation, it completely aroused the thirst in Pound's body, Pound tried his best to stir the tip of his tongue, trying to keep the coolness, but because he couldn't swallow, most of the liquid overflowed his lips outside.

Unwilling to keep those, Pound moved his throat vigorously, and after a while, another burst of water was sent to his mouth.This time Pound remembered to keep the cool liquid in his mouth, and then swallowed it into his throat in small sips. Even though more overflowed out of his throat, this mouthful was sweet enough for Pound to break free from the shackles of darkness, and opened his mouth vigorously. Eye.

***

In the gradually clear vision, the surrounding light is dim but it is not night, just like the dark gray tone of the dark clouds in broad daylight.

There was still tingling pain all over his body, but the temperature covering half of his body was quite familiar. Pang De was not surprised to see the anxious and worried face approaching by Funk, who was also lying on his shoulder with his eyes wide open. The man and beast in front of them looked quite embarrassed, with blood and dirt all over their heads, with a fishy smell, as if they had been rolling in the wild forest for a month.

Pound moved in Funk's arm, and his mouth became wet again.

"Okay, it's good to wake up. Come and drink a few more sips, you'll feel better," saw Funk holding a water bottle to his mouth.Pound didn't refuse, and took a few sips with Funk's hand. I don't know if it was because of his thirst, but the tasteless water was extremely sweet.

After Pound slightly turned his head away, Funk took the kettle away and frowned and asked, "How do you feel, the whole body still hurts?"

The memory before coma jumped into his mind, Pang Dela struggled to sit up while holding on to the collar of the funk, and at the same time looked around, and found that this place seemed to be the place where the giant vine burst, the swamp gas on the tip of his nose was still there, and he asked weakly, "... Are we still where we are?"

"Well, it's quiet here after the strange vine is gone, so I'll just stay," Funk helped Pound carefully, "and you haven't woken up—"

"What about you?" Pound turned his gaze back to Funk and interrupted, "So what about you?" He raised his hand and rubbed Funk's cheek, leaving only dried blood where the blood was bleeding before, looking a little hideous and scary , "This blood, your magic?"

"I'm fine," Funk obediently let Pound touch, "most of the magic is gone," and added, "but it's enough."

Pound's heart tightened, "Say it clearly."

"It's really nothing, it's just going back to how it was before," Funk shook his head casually, "It's you, you just exploded--"

"What does it mean to go back to the past?" Pound regretted a while, and asked eagerly, "Have you ever tried--"

However, when it came to this, Pound's question stopped because he suddenly saw the kettle in Funk's hand.

Kettle, originally housed in a funk ring.

It was originally the elemental water that was to be soaked for the hair balls on the road, so only one pot of water was filled first, and the other pots were full of elemental mud.And to get the kettle, you have to use wind and fire elements to open the funk dual-line ring...

Pound immediately cheered up, "...you take the kettle!?"

When Funk heard that Pound still wanted to drink water, he untied the lid again, "Do you want to drink more?"

"No, you can take out the kettle, and this raft?" Pound suddenly understood what was wrong before.

Although they were still near the giant vine, they were no longer on the tree where they were hanging in a panic, but fell to the ground.Moreover, there is a rather well-made raft under the two of them, which does not look like a replacement for funk.

Funk suddenly explained, "Oh, actually, I took five or six rafts. During the few days when you discussed with Shen Shui. I want to say that since I will use them, besides learning how to do them, I might as well bring a few more--"

Pound couldn't help grabbing the collar of Funk and shaking it, annoyed and mixed with joy, "So you recovered?! You can still use elements? Isn't it!?"

Funk opened his mouth, and replied a few seconds later, "Just a little bit, just enough to open the ring. Those with fireballs are no longer enough."

The joy in Pound's eyes dimmed instantly, "...Is it okay?"

"You, don't worry too much," Funk's expression turned cautious, "Hurry up and check it out, you might be okay. Just, even if you're like me, we can check with your teacher when we go back, he's a big A therapist, right, there must be a cure, and you will definitely be able to recover.”

Pound looked at Funk's worried eyes, and then remembered that he should also worry about the disorder of the elements.

However, compared to Funk's injury, Pound was not so anxious about himself.He was already mentally prepared when he cast the spell. Shemo nuclear bombed the giant vine to save the lives of the two of them. He thought about the price of the exchange before doing it.But if possible, he still hopes that funk will be fine, even if there is only a small chance, it is worth looking forward to.

Thinking of the scenes before the explosion, Pound's mind became complicated again.

The concerned gaze from Funk suddenly gained weight, and then Pound simply closed his eyes and meditated according to what Funk said.

And really, as I expected before, the place where the magic core should be in the body, I can't feel any elemental vortex.

All the elements, under the observation of meditation, collide in the body without order.

Even though those elements of Pound still feel kind, and there are even bursts of itching in the body, just like the previous practice of elemental affinity; it is a very strong feeling of affinity squeezed to the extreme, but now, no matter how Pound " Force", there is only a feeling of powerlessness and nothingness.

But in this situation, even if it's just a simple interspatial ring, shouldn't he be able to use it?A question came to Pound's mind. He immediately tried the water-type ring on his hand, but there was no movement, but Funk could... So, maybe Funk's injury was less severe than his own?

Thinking of this, Pound shook his head again, opened his eyes and asked, "I can't open the ring, can you?"

Funk nodded, "I couldn't at the beginning, but I kept turning it. After a long time, it will be fine."

"Long time?" Pound was puzzled.

"The place where the elemental vortex used to be rotated is now empty and I can't find the vortex. But I think they may have been messed up for a while, and they haven't been adjusted properly, because I think I can still feel the element, so I will try to rotate it a few more times. Try it, even if it seems like you can’t turn something, it might be useful after a long time.”

The corners of Pound's eyes twitched, and he suddenly felt that Funk's crude deduction was not impossible.

"...How long have you been trying?"

"You've been dizzy for a day and a half, I've been spinning for so long, and then it's over," Funk replied, and found that the hairball seemed to want to jump on Pound, so he quickly grabbed the hairball to stop it, and shook his head seriously at it.

However, this answer made Pound feel more guilty, and he couldn't help but flash Funk's gaze, because it showed that Funk still cared about magic.Even for myself, after trying a few times without any response, I seldom continue to try again and again.Being so stubborn and not giving up is very funky, and it also means that funk is still--

At this time, I heard Fang Ke say again, "You haven't woken up, I'm dying of anxiety. Thinking of the herbs given by Shenshui in the ring, it's good to try it, I don't believe that there are so many elements around that I can't open the ring--"

Upon hearing this, Pound stared at Funk again.Funk grinned in satisfaction, "Sure enough, you wake up after drinking water, it's good when you wake up." He said, but accompanied by Xiaoxiao's painful expression.

It was only then that Pang De noticed that Funk's lips were also quite dry. When he smiled like this, there was a split in the center that immediately leaked blood.

Goodbye to Funk's blood, Pound felt a little stinging, and suddenly asked, "Did you stay awake all day?"

"Of course," Funk nodded naturally, "but it's actually quite safe here, with the strange vine from before, and no monsters around. Some higher monsters will drive some weaker ones away."

Pound lowered his eyes, took the water bottle in Funk's hand, looked at Funk's chapped lips, "Have you drank any water?"

"Me?" Funk was taken aback, then quickly nodded, "Drink."

But I must not have drunk much, and left most of it.

Thinking of the only water jug ​​in the ring, Pang De felt complicated again, remembering the thought that flashed in his mind before he fell into a coma...

However, that doesn't seem to be too difficult to accomplish.

After all, people are mutual.Funk treated him like this, even if he gave back what Funk wanted, it wasn't enough.

Pound was silent for a while, then unscrewed the lid of the pot, took a big mouthful of water, then raised his hand around the back of Funk's head, and pressed down to make Funk bow his head.

Funk, who was confused, didn't know what Pound had in mind, so he cooperated first, "? What?"

Until Pound's wet and soft lips were pressed against Funk's lips, Funk could only be stunned in shock.

But Pound closed his eyes and opened his mouth, some of the thin water flowed out of the corner of his mouth, but Pound still managed to feed most of the liquid into Funk's mouth.Feeding must be accompanied by the tongue, and Pound used his tongue to push the saliva into Funk's mouth. Funk's sudden intrusion into the mouth was unbelievably hot and soft, and his breath finally convulsed, and then the whole body fell under Pound's palm. Stiff and straight.

After crossing all the water, Pound pulled away and licked the wound on Funk's lip before leaving, tasting a little blood.

Funk stared with shortness of breath, opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't speak.

After finishing all this, Pound said calmly, "There isn't much water, so you should drink some."

"...Oh," Funk could only say, but gradually, his face flushed.

Pound looked at Funk in front of him, and this time it was no longer a lie, "If you think about it, we can get out alive."

Funk stalked, his eyes widened, "What!?"

Pound stared, and suddenly felt a certain weight in his heart disappear. "I don't know if I can get out."

Funk opened his mouth, and nodded abruptly after a while. "D-Of course it's fine!"

Pound suddenly smiled, and patted Funk on the cheek to express encouragement, but Funk grabbed his hand.

And the funk at this time, the expression is mixed with great surprise and uncertainty. "Can, can...again?"

Facing the big man with slightly hot cheeks, Pang De took the initiative to stick to it with a feeling of acceptance.

Then in the funk hug that almost crushed the bones, Pound was really relaxed despite being calm.

Reliable, safe.

Even in his previous life, Pound never had such a corner.

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